[Mondo's feelings are so complicated right now. It feels like he was being jerked in all sorts of different directions. He was rushing headlong into a situation he was scared of confronting, after all, without having time to prepare.
Then again, wasn't that how things usually went down with him?
Chihiro was an angel if he ever did see one. His smile only helped liken him to one even more. He missed the smiling face a lot, he realizes. It was one thing for Kiyotaka to forgive him for tremendously forsaking him, but another for Chihiro to forgive him for murdering him in spite of all the trauma it obviously caused. It was soothing to hear, and he was dying to embrace those pure and beautiful strokes of mercy without giving so much as a glance at their past, but he won't let himself. Negative feelings, thrown by himself at himself. The conflict lay within.]
I don't think I deserve a second chance. Do you... have any idea how sick I make myself?
Should we add some butter too?
Then again, wasn't that how things usually went down with him?
Chihiro was an angel if he ever did see one. His smile only helped liken him to one even more. He missed the smiling face a lot, he realizes. It was one thing for Kiyotaka to forgive him for tremendously forsaking him, but another for Chihiro to forgive him for murdering him in spite of all the trauma it obviously caused. It was soothing to hear, and he was dying to embrace those pure and beautiful strokes of mercy without giving so much as a glance at their past, but he won't let himself. Negative feelings, thrown by himself at himself. The conflict lay within.]
I don't think I deserve a second chance. Do you... have any idea how sick I make myself?